Life
Life. Why are we here? What's the purpose of it all? We are born, we grow up, we grow old, and then we die. That can't be all there is to it, can it? Sometimes I just sit and think about these things. Usually after i've had a large glass of wine lol! Like now. I'm on my second glass of wine, Penelope is fast asleep, and there's American Dad playing in the background. The lights are dimmed and my sitting room feels very cozy. I feel a bit sleepy, or it could just be the wine getting to my head. Either way, I'm thinking about stuff, about life. About everything that's happened in the past five years. How my life has changed. Things aren't perfect, I dont ever expect them to be. But they're different in a good way. I am happy. My little family is happy. We are all in good health and things are looking up. We have God to thank for that, 100%. Work is great, I've got a couple of really good friends, and quite a few aquainances. I always mee